It was cold. Rain beat down on the old window as thunder crashed and lightning streaked across the sky.

Robin looked at the old picture of her and the rest of AVALANCHE. Her eyes rested on a certain person, a man who had caused her much misery and happiness.

She had been only five years old then. Thought she been only a child at the time, she held strong feelings for the older man, that carried over into the present. She admired him, adored him. If he asked her to fight Sephiroth alone, then she would have.

Looking back on all of it now made her realize how foolish she was. She should have listened to everyone else and moved on. Now she had made things awkward between them. She had told him she felt and had been rejected. Honestly, she expected it. He was married now and she couldn't see them splitting up any time soon. It still hurt deep inside, but she knew how to grin and bear it.

Robin hugged her knees as a loud crash of thunder filled the heavy air. There were many times were she wished Cloud was with her and not Tifa. Anger and sadness filled her at the other woman's name. Robin envied her to a point where it could be considered hatred. It wasn't of course. Robin saw her as an older sister and though she'd never say it, was glad Cloud found someone nice like her.

Robin wondered what would have happened if she had stayed in Midgar all those years. Sure it wouldn't have been as fun, but it would have saved her a great deal of pain. If she had stayed she wouldn't have fallen for Cloud or worry over if he'll forget her.
Being forgotten, that was her greatest fear and strength. That fear of being a lost memory fueled her desire to be a hero. Heroes are never forgotten. When Cloud had stopped answering his phone, she went to Midgar and joined an organization to help children with Geostigma , but being a dying child's hero wasn't enough. The organization wasn't well known then either. When the remnants appeared, Robin was there to fight alongside Cloud and them, but nothing changed between them. They were "just friends."

She tried again when Deepground attacked. She had stumbled into Vincent while he was in the WRO headquarters and decided to follow and help. Of course that still didn't work.

Robin sighed and rested the picture on her nightstand. Maybe she shouldn't have gone with. It would have ended up with her not getting hurt.

Maybe…

Just maybe she should be forgotten.